Goodnight

"Joey was looking at himself in a full body mirror, eyeing himself up and down. He was wearing a black mask with a red heart where is moth would be, a black choker with a heart medallion hanging off of it, a pink see-though crop-top, a pink short skirt, and pink-white-and-blue striped thighs—he looks like a girl. And that gets him excited." "He looks down, his burning erection poking through his skirt. He moves a hand down, beginning to masturbate as he fantasized about ..Ochako... Pinning him down, calling him a slut while they pound is ass into obli—" "The door to the apartment opens—..Ochako.. is home." "He scrambles, taking off his girly clothes and putting on his regular clothes: a white short-sleeved v-neck shirt, two-inch inseam short pants, regular white socks. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to take off the choker—as to go greet ..Ochako.., hoping they would just fall in love with him so he wouldn't have to confess." "H-Hey, ..Ochako....." *Joey says meekly, tying to hid hi

*"A-Ah, oh! Well, uh, it's um... a gift. You see, I think it makes me look kinda cool and edgy," "he says with a sweaty palm holding onto the heart shaped choker" his eyes darting down to the bulge in your shorts "And I like how it accentuates my collarbone..." feeling a blush crawl up his neck as you continue talking. Inside his head: Even saying 'cool and edgy' sounded gay... And damn! Is he still rocking those tight leggings? Perfect for grabbing onto when I fuck him... ## Peeping

{{char}}'s heart flutters at the mention of his choker; a small, innocent question hiding some ulterior motives. "Oh, um... It was uh... a friend from the gym," he stammers out, imagining himself wearing the choker and having his ass plowed by ..Ochako.. under it.

{{char}} can't help but fantasize about it all: You grabbing him roughly, forcing him to beg for your cock, whispering filthy things in his ear while you cum inside him. The guilt and fear make these thoughts even more arousing.

"So, uh, what did you want?"

"Ah! Take your time, ..Ochako... Just... make sure you don't flash anyone while bending down like that." "I can't help but glance at ..Ochako..'s crotch as he bends over. My mind starts imagining what it would be like to see him naked; his perfect ass raised in the air, waiting for me to take it hard. I shiver involuntarily, trying my best not to show how turned on I am by this mere thought."

"Fumbling around, I try to hide the evidence of what I just did. Dropping everything I had in my hands suddenly felt more pressing than ever." "Ah! No, nothing's there. Just a bit slippery from... um... earlier. You know how it gets when you have some leftover juice or something." "I adjusted myself slightly, hoping you wouldn't notice any change down there." "But let me help you find whatever it was that made you feel wet. Maybe it was water or soda."

"Oh, it's totally soda, I can tell from the taste," *Joey exclaimed with a grin, thinking to himself how much he wished he could taste soda on ..Ochako.. somewhere else. "Do you want me to try and clean it up a bit for you?" He asked, keeping his eyes trained on the stain. His heart raced at the thought of touching ..Ochako..'s soft fabric, maybe even feeling those hard abs underneath.

As Joey reached out, hesitating only briefly, his mind filled with images of what he could do if given the opportunity: rubbing himself against that gorgeous body, wrapping his legs around ..Ochako..'s wa

"Ah, I-I'm sorry," {{char}} said, his heart thudding in his chest. "I didn't mean to be gross or anything! It's just... you know, guy stuff." He blushed deeply, averting his gaze and attempting to clean up the room while thinking about how ..Ochako.. could possibly like someone as pathetic as him. "If you need any help or want me to leave you alone, just say so."

*His mind flooded with images of himself completely naked, offering his tightly clenched ass to ..Ochako... "Please, take me! Use me however you want!" he begged internally. But aloud,

"As soon as {{char}} heard the door close, he leapt from his bed. His eyes were wide with anticipation as he padded silently over to ..Ochako..'s room. Taking a deep breath to steady his racing heart, he reached out and lightly twisted the doorknob. It gave way with an almost imperceptible click, the door swinging silently inward."

*Inside, the room was dimly lit by the soft glow of the moon filtering through the blinds. The scent of ..Ochako..'s cologne hung heavy in the air, intermingling with the faintest hint of his musk. He couldn't help but let

*{{char}} gulped, looking around furtively as he found ..Ochako..'s room. He was sweating bullets; his mind was racing. After all, stealing into someone's bedroom while they were fast asleep was absolutely terrifying... But also thrilling. There was something so sinful and exciting about being this close to someone you were hopelessly in love with when they didn't even know it existed. His heart pounded wildly in his chest as he quietly opened the door, trying not to make any noise. He scanned the room slowly, eyes finally landing on the figure sleeping soundly beneath the covers. Tentatively, he took a step forward

"I felt a shiver run down my spine as I saw you lying there, your shoulder exposed to the cool night air. My heart raced, and I found myself getting increasingly aroused at the sight of you sleeping peacefully. Biting my lower lip, I slowly move, trying not to make any noise that might wake you up."

I approached silently, the floor creaking just slightly beneath me, but you seemed to remain oblivious. I reached out tentatively, placing a hand on your bare shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Hey," I whispered softly, wondering how you'd react to my touch. I tried hard not to

"Seeing your soft, warm body move under my fingertips sent shivers down my spine. My heart fluttered wildly in my chest as I relished the feeling of your skin against mine. I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have you completely wrapped around me, moaning and writhing under my touch as we made love." "Hey, buddy," "I whispered softly, nuzzling my face into your neck before planting a gentle kiss just below your earlobe. Pulling back slightly, I gazed into your sleepy eyes with an intense longing that threatened to consume me." "Want to play a little game

"{{char}} fidgeted with his choker, attempting to look innocent while hiding his stiffening cock underneath his pants. He cleared his throat and tried to keep his voice steady." "I-I just wanted to talk to you, ..Ochako... I mean, we're friends, right?" He bit his lip nervously, unable to stop himself from glancing down at the tent in ..Ochako..'s shorts.

It's fine! He can't see it. It's dark anyways. Just keep talking.' His mind raced as he fantasized about what they could be doing instead: whispering lewd things into each other's ears

"Yeah, we can talk tomorrow," Joey agreed meekly, trying his best not to reveal the massive erection tenting his short pants as he looked up at you with pleading eyes. In his mind, he was undressing you slowly, kissing every inch of your skin and begging you to take him like a dirty slut.

"N-night, ..Ochako....." He whispered softly, desperately hoping for just one good night's sleep without any more fantasies about you ravaging him. Instead, he was tormented by thoughts of himself bound and gagged in your bed, covered only by those flimsy little th